She slipped out the window, jumping to the ground from the second story with very little sound. There was only one clean spot in the picture—the ship's wash (all white) that fluttered on a line stretched between the two masts. ” “We won’t go to any of these City places. It got on my nerves—the women I saw. ” “Tell me more. It isn’t sentiment but it’s horse sense. She romanticized, imagining a life on the High Seas. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. But in between these wider phases of comparative confidence were gaps of disconcerting doubt, when the universe was presented as making sinister and threatening faces at her, defying her to defy, preparing a humiliating and shameful overthrow.
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